I’m not shouting, “I’ve been saved!” I’m whispering “I get lost! That’s why I choose to be this way.
When I say I’m a Christian. I don’t speak with human pride. I’m confessing that I stumble, I need God to be my guide.
I’m not trying to be strong, I’m professing that I’m weak and pray for strength the carry on.
When I say I’m Christian
I’m not bragging of success, I’m admitting that I’ve failed and cannot ever pay the debt.
I don’t think I know it all. I submit to my confusion. And humbly ask to be taught.
When I say I’m a Christian
I’m not claiming to be perfect, My flaws are all too visible, but, God believes I’m worth it.
I still feel the sting of pain. I have my share of heartache, which is why I seek His name.
When I say I’m a Christian
I do not wish to judge, I have no authority to do that. I only know I’m loved.
This was written by Carol Wimmer. But it really rings so true.
